So this morning I
I set the T.V. to Dawson's Creek (yes you heard me) and the treadmill to 8:57 and started out. The goal two miles under 9 minutes. To put this in perspective, I have not tried to do two miles in under 9 minutes since getting pregnant and I have only been able to do one mile at 8:57 sparingly. Or so I have been telling myself. It seemed hard, that first mile, but I was determined telling myself
"MIND OVER MATTER!"
and then I did it Mile 1, which only meant it was time to push harder - treadmill down to 8:49 and things got harder (in a good way, nothing babywise felt off). I concentrated on Dawson's Creek, and started the games with myself telling myself just get to 14 minutes and you will almost be there, only a few more laps, think of all the times you have done this.
Somewhere around 1.5 I told myself you are half way there! What?!? That's right, I decided to up the ante, I no longer wanted just 2 miles, I knew I had 3 in me and even though that seemed like a hard sell when I got to the 2 miles, I push myself again and quickened my pace to 8:34! And now the countdown really began, 8 mins., 7, 6 etc. And then we were almost there 2.75 when I decided forget let's just go for 3.10. That extra little push. So I did, ending with a very happy 27:14 and a happy red, smiling face!!!
I am getting "sooo" good at taking my own pictures, huh?
To celebrate just a little more, I grabbed Wubby, put on his leash, and we went off running together probably to add another 1/2 mile or so to the fun. And you know what? The whole thing felt great, normal, wonderful!!!
I feel, for today anyway, so ready to get back into it. I feel motivated to push myself, to push faster (but only safely) and to enjoy some fun races - I feel more like myself than ever and that is kind of nice.
I don't know if it is the change of mindset or if I have transitioned to feeling the energy burst of the second trimester that people rave about or if it is a combination of the two, but I am just going to keep at it and running is only going to help me do so. Now granted, I realize tomorrow I may be down for the count and the next day too. But I am going to push as hard as I can to get passed these sickness feelings. Sometimes, honestly, I do not feel it is possible, but for now, when it seems to be I am going to run with it.
How do you keep yourself going?